[Intro]
Frank Block shit, man
Frank Block shit, man, 800 shit
HitKidd, what it do, man?

[Chorus: Lil Migo & Clay "Krucial" Perry III]
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)
Damn (Damn), damn (Damn)

[Verse 1]
All these n***as be screaming out, "Slime," but they ain't MC, so fuck them
We antisocial, GDK, and drop the 5 for Moe 'nem
We catch kills for bro 'nem; we catch a G, we stretch 'em
These n***as be cliquing faggots
These n***as be saying my name, but they used to be gang, so you know it's fuck Melly
Hothead in the air, you smell it
Scrap ass got caught in a alley
Face shots make sure it's valid
Then take a trip to Cali
Timo, he just be rapping
My n***as really blacking
His homie died, he in the studio, he fucking capping
Shout out my Frank Block cappers
Keep Glocks, don't do no lacking
Headshots, don't need no practice
I seen his chain and grabbed it
And I just started rapping
We get off Percs and start tweaking, then shoot up the casket
[Verse 2]
Them 8s in the back with a Drac' and a chopper and three different Gens
She acting bougie, bitch, well, I'm tryna fuck ya friend
But back to the basics, we on go, we tryna kill again
Step on him and all his friends, spin back 'round, then do it again
Chunk up Ys, we shoot again, bah, bah, kill his mans
Smoking Kecey off the Xans, in a Hemi, lose the trends
Mask up, bail out, F&N, chalked him out, we scored again
Lucky told on my main mans, but STL, they still his friend, on Mick

[Outro]
Frank Block